Good News

My dad is out of the hospital and back home. I hope he is relaxing and not working. (But I suspect he'll be working at home through the weekend.) Of course the way I found out he was back home was to call the room he had been staying in at the hospital and find it to be answered someone else. After that I called his house and, sure enough, he answered. I'm glad he's feeling better and relieved that he's back home, but I could have done without those few seconds of apprehension after he wasn't the one to answer in the hospital room. OK, I admit I'm paranoid. I should lighten up. After all, I got two 4-leaf clovers today. One I found and the other was a gift.